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(Quake) Woah (Ayo, BandPlay) Frozone Woah, twenty-three shots like I'm Michael Jordan Choke slam the pack like I'm Randy Orton Get to the bread, give a f**k what you n***as doin' Break on a b*t*h, leave her feelings The way that I walk on the beat can't nobody do it Birkin my b*t*h, change her att**ude Strapped up during a show, better think 'fore you try to do it Buss down the play, that's an alley-oop Switch hit his gut, now he gotta eat Campbell soup No cap on the beat, this sh*t factual I put the gang on the map, now we national If you ain't from my side, then I'm taxin' you My b*t*h, she bad, got a body like Betty Boop Can't save her name, that's my lil' whoopty-whoop She hate when I be telling lies 'cause she know the truth Still'll pop out like I'm bulletproof AMG Benz, Cartier hangin' out the roof Nine on my side, not a twenty-two Step on a opp in some Prada designer shoes Hoes on my d**k, that's what money do I'm with your b*t*h tryna see what that honey do Sent out for a low, pray he make it through Phone ringing now, no, I can't wait a day or two Wockhardt got me feelin' sensational You say this your b*t*h, but to me she look takeable She say that I look like a snack Told her meet in the back, ate the d**k like a edible After this I can't chill or relax Gotta get to the bag, let me check out my schedule Too much ice on my neck change the weather up So Icy Gang, nobody big as us, gang Woah, twenty-three shots like I'm Michael Jordan Choke slam the pack like I'm Randy Orton Get to the bread, give a f**k what you n***as doin' Break on a b*t*h, leave her feelings The way that I walk on the beat can't nobody do it Birkin my b*t*h, change her att**ude Strapped up during a show, better think 'fore you try to do it Buss down the play, that's an alley-oop Switch hit his gut, now he gotta eat Campbell soup No cap on the beat, this sh*t factual I put the gang on the map, now we national If you ain't from my side, then I'm taxin' you My b*t*h, she bad, got a body like Betty Boop Can't save her name, that's my lil' whoopty-whoop She hate when I be telling lies 'cause she know the truth Uh, fresh to death when I walk in the function I'm high off the meds, b*t*h, don't think it ain't on me In the club with this Glock in my undies You make the wrong move, you get sent with your homie When we in the club, they can tell we them n***as (Yeah) and gettin' us a whole lotta money I counted this paper, this sh*t'll keep comin' You know that I'm thumbin' and thumbin' Steady poppin' my sh*t on these n***as I know that they hated, I'm just being honest Had to get off my a** and go get me a bag (Yeah) B*t*h, I ran up a check with no honors They better free Dread out the feds, if they don't let him out, then we gon' kill your honor Pull up on the scene and we blackout the whip, presidential like we was Obama, gang Woah, twenty-three shots like I'm Michael Jordan Choke slam the pack like I'm Randy Orton Get to the bread, give a f**k what you n***as doin' Break on a b*t*h, leave her feelings The way that I walk on the beat can't nobody do it Birkin my b*t*h, change her att**ude Strapped up during a show, better think 'fore you try to do it Buss down the play, that's an alley-oop Switch hit his gut, now he gotta eat Campbell soup No cap on the beat, this sh*t factual I put the gang on the map, now we national If you ain't from my side, then I'm taxin' you My b*t*h, she bad, got a body like Betty Boop Can't save her name, that's my lil' whoopty-whoop She hate when I be telling lies 'cause she know the truth
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